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...Hey senior, do you know how many issues are with what you just said?

Aiwass's brow twitched involuntarily, while Lily couldn't help but disbelieve and blurted out:

"Undead... what?"

"Legion——"

Hayna nervously tapped her foot on the spot, wanting to run forward quickly but not wanting to leave her friends behind to escape alone: "Try to run to a house with lights, and if that's not possible... when they appear, remember to keep quiet and maintain silence!

"Remember, you must immediately stop, keep quiet, and maintain silence! Otherwise, you might get taken away!"

After hearing Hayna's words, Aiwass understood what was about to happen here.

——The Wild Hunt night.

It was a phenomenon that occasionally occurred in Avalon and the surrounding countries.

It generally happened in places where the barrier between life and death was weak. Those valiant fighters who died on the battlefield or at the scaffold, who weren't properly buried or didn't have their funerals conducted by a priest, could turn into Night Riders.

Individual Night Riders were harmless.

In the cold winter nights, people occasionally saw a silent knight on a white horse passing by. They had no consciousness of their own, only following the route of their last battle from start to finish and then vanishing on their own.

This was also considered a more common type of ordinary Phantom Demon—a yellow-class unit that wouldn't initiate an attack, and the Night Riders would even actively avoid pedestrians. Their strength varied greatly, usually weaker than in their former life, ranging from the second to the fourth energy level.

But if a Superior Phantom known as the "Wild Hunt King" was born nearby, the situation would be different——

After hearing Hayna's words, Aiwass grabbed Sherlock and followed Hayna as they both dashed ahead furiously...

But they were still a step too late.

A bone-chilling coldness came over them. Aiwass's strides halted abruptly as he looked up.

It was a night view that could be called miraculous——

Beneath the cold moonlight, black fog began to rise.

It was black mist slowly seeping out from the muddy road on the ground. Aiwass distinctly felt a bone-chilling coldness rise from the soles of his feet, spreading upwards along his bones.

His feet felt as if they were frozen—putting it into words, it was like wearing cotton slippers with poor waterproofing while walking on thick snow.

That kind of coldness akin to clutching ice quickly turned into a slight yet persistent pain.

——If Aiwass could see his own health bar, he would surely see it slowly but steadily decreasing, segment by segment.

The black mist rose like smoke, covering the entire street.

One after another, the lights inside the tightly closed doors around them went out, as if devoured by a living darkness. But strictly speaking, it was not that the lights were extinguished; they were completely unable to see the outside lights amid this unnatural Darkness.

This Darkness appeared like some sort of tiny insect—it spread in the form of particles, like smoke.

Then, countless pale Knights began to materialize in the air like thin shadows.

They seemed to grow out of the black fog—first congealing into silvery white indistinct armors, followed by the contours of ghostly horses. Then the black fog filled them, refining and sharpening their inner details.

Once they fully appeared, they immediately came to life.

These Knights shimmered with a pale Light under their varied armors were pale skeletons. One hand held a standard skeletal face round shield, while the other wielded a variety of weapons. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

Under them, the pure white ghostly horses were restless, their uneasy clopping echoing from all directions.

Together, the Knights' boisterous laughter, shouting calls, and rhythm of the horses' neighing rose.

Even though it was a night with no one around, it was as noisy as a festival.

Aiwass gently took Lily's hand, giving her courage and telling her not to panic.

He watched silently in front of him, trying as much as possible not to move.

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The others also followed Aiwass and Hayna's example, coming to a halt in the middle of the road and maintaining stillness.

Finally, with a flash of lightning, the rolling thunder and the prolonged sound of a horn rose, and the clamor from the knights gradually subsided to silence.

After a long while, the second flash of lightning struck.

Again, the thunder rumbled along with the horn, low and persistent. The Undead knights excitedly banged their weapons against their shields, producing a violent noise. At the same time, they shouted loudly, emitting a ghostly cacophony.

As the third bolt of lightning struck——the knights finally began to move.

In the thunder that rolled with the faint sound of horns, the Night Riders surged forward.

They passed by Aiwass and the others, spontaneously clearing a path. They rushed past, on both sides of Aiwass and his companions.

A strong chill wrapped around their bodies from both sides.

Even so, Aiwass was vividly aware of their excited and malicious gazes.

Almost every Night Rider, as they passed by Aiwass, banged their weapons against their shields with great force, creating a tremendous noise to intimidate them.

Some undead performed acrobatic feats, nearly falling off their mounts as they stood up on horseback, leaning over to get close to Aiwass and the others, waving their hands just above Aiwass's head, bringing a burst of cold wind.

However, Aiwass remained motionless throughout.

He just looked forward, face cold and expressionless, completely still.

Finally, all the Night Riders had passed by them.

They carried the dark clouds into the night sky—headed towards somewhere outside.

As the temperature gradually rose around them, the lights in the streets and alleys came back on, and Hayna finally released her breath.

"Thank goodness, Sir Helquinn isn't here…"

——Helquinn?

Aiwass finally heard a familiar name.

He suddenly realized——it was the Ghost Knight Brigade!

After Aiwass entered Eagle Cape Village, he was in the dark because he had never seen this dungeon in the game. He had not even ventured here for the main quest line.

Perhaps it was part of a side quest, or maybe Eagle Cape Village had vanished or undergone some changes by then.

But now, hearing the name Helquinn, Aiwass knew exactly where they were—

"The Wild Hunt King" Helquinn was a well-known world boss.

Aiwass couldn't quite remember the specific trigger for the boss' quest line, but he knew it was during some patch between 3.1 and 3.3, an enemy that appeared after the Shadow of Avalon was defeated and before the Shadowy Celestial Marshal was vanquished.

Helquinn was the second Wild Hunt King that players encountered. He was also the first level seventy Undead the players came across after the world level cap increased to sixty.

Because there was also a level fifty world boss, another Wild Hunt King, players also referred to Helquinn as "the Big Boss."

Night Riders appeared every night, but the Wild Hunt King only accompanied them on Saturday evenings.

On Saturday nights, he would initiate the Wild Hunt, starting from a point and moving along a certain route, killing everyone daring to be on that path and hijacking their souls—which meant that those who died in battle could not be revived and had to wait until the Wild Hunt event was over to be resurrected.

Then players would have to intercept the Wild Hunt en route, reducing the numbers of the accompanying Night Riders. With the Wild Hunt King present, the Night Rider Brigade would perpetually carry the Aura of Darkness. This severely suppressed Illumination Art, as the range of light shrank to its minimum.

Depending on the type of Wild Hunt King, they carried different aura effects such as the "Aura of Fear," "Aura of Plague," and others.

Helquinn carried both the "Aura of War" and "Aura of Fear," making all those facing the Night Riders periodically feel terror, and the knights would always strike hard at any enemies whose actions were impaired or who were caught in a pincer attack.

Only after all the cavalry had been routed would the Wild Hunt King halt his march. Then he would stand his ground and battle players—if he was defeated, he would leave behind the "Wild Hunt King's Reward" with laughter, release all the hijacked souls, and then dissipate once more.

——Eagle Cape Village was precisely the starting point for Helquinn and his retinue's cursed march!

Damn it, this is a level seventy boss!